#Ahit x reader

[nocuref0rme]

Hey! IDK if you're still doing request for ahit but I would for you to do a snatcher x reader, where reader is more like a shadow entity, like they is human but whenever they can they transform into this shadow entity for example evelynn from kda or league of legends! Make it as exciting as you wish! and pretty please add romance to it. Thank you~ ^^

I don’t know much about those characters, so please let me know if this is inaccurate!!!

Snatcher x Reader

He loved you, no matter what form you took. Of course, he thought your shadow form was beautiful, but he also enjoyed your human form. Either way, he was glad that he had a partner that could relate to him a bit. He didn’t tell you this, not for a long time. But when he did, it was heartwarming.

“You know I don’t really care what you look like, don’t you? You’re still legally my partner, so who cares? BAHAHA!”

He did give you a contract when he first started to “court” you, as he puts it. It was a joke, but if you happened to take it seriously he was overjoyed.

“You- I didn’t expect you to sign it that quickly… dedicated, are we?”

When he saw your shadow form for the first time, he was very surprised. He didn’t show it, but he was flabbergasted. After that, he decided that you were perfect to rule the forest with him. He let you know the next day.

“I’ve been thinking, this forest can get a bit chaotic with only one ruler to look after it. So, I need someone else to rule alongside me! What do you say?”

dude im so sorry this took so long, I got REALLY REALLY REALLY sick bc of side effects from this medicine I took for a few weeks

[magicclownjuice]

MWAHAHAHAHAHAHA SNATCHER X Y/N BE UPON YEEEEEEEEEE

Yes, these are from a Snatcher x Reader fic I'm writing ;)

[monsteractiasluna]

I was working on an entirely different au when my brain went "hey you know what would be funny" and I can't deny it. It was pretty funny.

Sun-tcher and Moon²jumper. Eclipse was the prince who was tragically killed by Vanessa (Who is played by. Vanessa/Vanny.)

this isn't a serious au please don't ask me who anybody else is i just thought it was funny that some guy named Moonjumper was fucked over by somebody named Vanessa and went "wow its like fnaf"

[snowygrill]

"Last chance at freedom."

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I made another thang!! ⋆｡°✩ ⋆｡°✩

It's a scene I have planned for my fic. MJ's pondering on how dangerously fleeting his last chance at freedom is. Y/N can come and go from the Horizon as they please, while MJ is stuck indefinitely.

And Y/N is blisfully snoozing in a hammock made by him :]]

Fic link here, if anybody's interested 😉

[flowerhopegalaxy]

CR + AHIT

Are you feeling lost?

(@brittle-doughie for their OCs)



The last thing you could remember was something very loud and hot. You don’t know where you are. You feel.. like you’re floating!? And it’s very very cold?

You can barely keep your eyes open. But you can’t really tell from when they’re open, to when they’re closed. Is that… a light, in the distance? You fall unconscious.

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Chilli pepper cookie’s is walking in the moonlit halls of the cookie castle. A silent but confident stride in her movement. Her eyes, on the lookout for anything to steal.

She sees something that catches her eye. It was a golden necklace with an emerald embedded in its centre. It was so carelessly left in the hands of a marble statue. They looked quite handsome in those garments, whoever that old cookie maybe. But would anyone even care, if it just so happens to disappear?

Well Chilli pepper cookie certainly didn’t think so. As she swiftly and silently, swiped the necklace from the statue. And she quietly slipped the necklace into her pockets.

‘Man, I forgot how much treasure there was in this castle. If it wasn’t for the guards and my friends. I would’ve had allll~ the treasure here” Chilli Pepper thought.

She heard the sounds of steps approaching. And the shadow coming down from the hall. They seem to be wearing a cloak and holding a lantern.

‘Shot! That must be one of the guards! Gotta hide!’ she thought. Before dashing towards the windows. Using the statues to get to higher ground. Quietly opening one of the windows and using the curtains as a cover. Spying on whoever this cookie could be.

The shadow gets smaller as the figure approaches the hallway. A few seconds go by and it looks like it is still getting smaller. Too small to be one of the guards…

The figure enters the room. The once thought cloak just seems to be a blanket. The kid’s dough is a nice yellowish brown. Bright cyan eyes, and hair that is as golden as custard. Chilli Pepper takes a small sigh of relief, at the site of her friend.

The figure enters the room. The once thought cloak just seems to be a blanket. The kid’s dough is a nice yellowish brown. Bright cyan eyes, and hair that is as golden as custard. Chilli Pepper takes a small sigh of relief, at the site of her friend.

She silently drops from her hiding place, and sneakily go’s behind the kid. Casting a shadow over the little kid.

“Heey, what are you doing up, so late? I’m pretty sure, it’s past your bedtime” Chilli pepper cookie said, starling custard cookie the third.

“Gah! Chilli pepper cookie!? Wa-what are you doing here?” Custard 3rd said.

“What's so bad about seeing a pal?” She retarded with a fake grin.

“Huh? See a friend? That's not so bad.” Custard 3rd replied.

“Well~ aren’t you gonna tell me why you’re wandering the castle so late. You're still in your pajamas.” Chilli pepper said.

“Ehh, it’s a little embarrassing” Custard 3rd, buried his face in the blanket as he said that. A little blush on his face.

“Come on, spit it out already!” She interjected.

“Well, as a king you shouldn’t show weakness. Buuutt sometimes there are these nightmares I can’t stop thinking of… Sooo, I usually go to my most loyal subjects, for a bit of help. But Y/N Cookie and Salsa Cookie are, both busy tonight. So, I was going to see if strawberry or cream ferret cookie were busy tonight.” Custard cookie the third said.

“Huh, I know Y/N cookie is a busy cookie but they aren’t that busy, right?” She said, her shoulders jumping a bit.

“Yea, but earlier tonight I asked one of the guards to graciously~ let their king into one of my subjects' rooms. But HE REFUSED!?! Do they not know how to treat a king anymore?!?” Custard 3rd stated.

“I thought you guys had access to the whole castle!? For being the founders, or something…” she said.

‘Shame, my title had to be revoked though. It would’ve been awesome to have full access to the Kingdom. Imagine all the treasure I could’ve had.’

“Well, I usually get the help of Dumpling or Salsa cookie. But they were also very busy with some sort of night time meeting. I don’t know why they have such a thing without my input. But I don’t want to think of that right now.” Custard 3rd said.

‘I usually am the person to cause mysterious problems. But this sounds mighty suspicious to me.’

“How about I~ help you find out what is going on at this so-called meeting. And you tell me where it’s at. Does that sound fair, my king~?” Chilli pepper made sure to sweetly say the last part.

“Huh? Hmm, I will only do it if you agree to call me by my proper status for a week.” custard 3rd mischievously replied.

“Gah!… Fine, deal?” She per-grudgingly agrees to custard cookie the third proposal.

“As the gracious King I am. I shall accept your deal my dear subject.” He replied.

“Can’t you just tell me already? I agreed to your stupid deal” Chilli pepper said, with her cheek puffed out and her arms falling from her shoulder.

“OKAY. They say the meeting isn’t happening in the meeting room, but in an empty room. Which wasn’t too far from Y/N cookie’s office, last I checked.” He said, worry stings the young cookies words.

“Got it, see ya later.” Chilli pepper cookie said, before dashing off.

“Gah! Don’t do anything illegal!” Custard cookie the third said. Even though he was only met with silence.

“Humm, that’s not how you treat a king. couldn't she escort me to my chambers, before running off?” He said to himself before turning northwest.

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Your eyes flutter open, your vision is blurry from a bright light. You can see the stars through the ceiling window. The roof is slightly dented with a red and black, square shape. lights placed on each of the top angles of the walls, only breaking up because of the pillars.

The feel of a soft blanket over your body, gives you a sense of comfort. And you feel like you’re lying on multiple pillows? That’s odd, you don’t smell anything sweet?!? You can’t recognize the smell, but you just know. It’s something that isn’t sweet.

You need to pick yourself up, so you do. It’s a bit harder than you thought. So you catch a glimpse of your arm.

It’s similar to the colour of your dough, but it's rounder!? Not as flat, sort of similar to one of the pillars in the room. And it doesn’t look like dough, but something different!? You quickly look at your hand and…

It looks completely different to how you are used to. It seems that your hand now has a bunch of tiny little rods coming out of it?!!? Despite not knowing what’s happened to you. It feels strangely so natural to move them around, it’s like instinct. How can this-

Your unexpected spiral of your existence has been cut short…. By some sound. You quickly look in the direction of the sound. It’s just some strange girl? Coming through the equally strange sliding doors.

She seems to be wearing a bright blue bow, a button up green jacket with pockets and cat imagery. White shirt, a multi-frilled blue skirt, big blue bow on the back of her jacket. And little gray boots with small blue belts, fast around them.

Her dough or something else, is a deep brown. Her hair is poofy and a darker brown than her skin. And bright purple eyes.

She is carrying a small tray of food. She walks up to you across the red carpet floor. Placing the tray of food in front of you. Then taking a few steps back.

“Hmmm, I hope you enjoy it. I’ll be in the kitchen with hat kid, just so you know” the girl said, before walking up to the strange sliding door.

“It’s safe to eat, I made some for everyone…” Then she simply locks off with the sliding door closing behind her.

‘Weird?’ You thought to yourself. Then you look down to your tray of food. It’s full of jelly beans? It’s in the shape of jellybeans but you can’t see through it. It’s covered with a tomato-like sauce. And has cut up pieces of hot dogs.

Despite your better judgement. You grab a spoon and take a bite.

It tastes good! Not what you expected, it certainly doesn’t taste sweet at all. Yet, it also doesn’t taste better. It’s something different but you like it.

Time passes by as you eat your meal. The only thing other than your meal to pass the time. Where are the numerous paintings on the lime green walls. Most of them are similar to famous paintings you’ve seen around Earth bread. You only stop eating when your bowl is empty.

Only a few minutes later after your meal is finished. Girl returns, through the same sliding door.

Only a few minutes later after your meal is finished. Girl returns, through the same sliding door.

“Was the food good?” She said,

“….yeaah..” you quietly reply.

“What’s that?” She said, well walking up to you.

You refused to elaborate. you still don’t know what to entirely think of your situation. She decides to sit a couple feet away from you. Crossing her legs together and turning her head towards you.

“Are you okay?” She said softly with a little smile.

“I don’t know..” you solemnly said. Your eyes are tearing up. She jumps and her eyes are widened. Her eyes rest as tries to give you a hand before bringing it back to herself. She clearly still has a worry frowned.

“Hmm, I will try to find your home, on our way to her’s. So you don’t have to worry about a missing ship” she says with a smile.

‘I don’t remember a missing ship.’ “Really?!?!?” It’s all you can mutter out, your questions kept to yourself.

“Yea, I will try to make this trip a good one. Even if we don’t find your home on our way to Hattie’s. I’m certain you could find someone on her home planet.” She said,

“Hattie?” You wondered out loud.

“Oh right. See the multiple artworks over there? She commissioned some of them to have her likeness in them.”

You look over some of the paintings. In one of them you can see a little girl wearing a yellow stripe, purple top hat. Brown hair, blue eyes, light skin, yellow cape, a large gray zipper and a purple shirt. You guess she’s around the same age as the girl beside you.

“That’s Hattie, huh? What’s your name?” You reply.

“Oh, Hattie is a nickname for her. Her name is Hat kid and mine is Bow kid. What’s yours?” Bow kid said.

“Y..Y/N Coo- Y/N” you said not too sure about what you are at the moment.

“Nice to meet you Y/N” she said with a smile. You look at her back with a smile.

“Ah, right!” she grabs your trey and picks herself up. “I should probably leave you to recover some more. Being lost in space must’ve been pretty traumatic.”

“Lost in space?!” Your eyebrows raise.

“Oh, you don’t remember? I guess that makes sense, you’re freezing it out there for hours, before we found you…” she walks up to the sliding door.

“Don’t sweat about it too much. If you need something, you can walk around as you please. Hattie is a bit shy of new people. So you should keep a distance.” She walks through the door leaving you alone.

Can you take a moment for yourself, and then lay back down. thoughts swirling around your head. ‘How did I get here?!?’ ‘Is there a way back home?!’ ‘What will the kingdom do in my absence?!’ ‘Why is the last thing I remember before here, is getting into a fight with someone?’

For now those questions don’t have answers. Your eyes are tearing up and you simply watch the stars pass on by. You don’t have anything else better to do at the moment…

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Chilli pepper cookie is putting her back against the wall. Scooting against the outside walls of the cookie kingdom. Only stopping once she finds a window she was looking for. She peers into the window seeing inside a group of four cookies.

One a cookie of white hair and a red suit. The cookie kingdom's advisor, dumpling cookie. The Second cookie is a cookie with red hair that has flakes of green and yellow in it. And wearing big silver armour. The kingdom's general Salsa cookie. The third cookie with pink hair and a light pink and white dress. The supposed fiancé of Y/N cookie, crowned cupcake cookie. The fourth and final was a cookie with green hair and a green striped dress. One of the Royal Doctors of the kingdom, bitter candy cookie.

They were all talking about something. So it’s a pretty good guess that this is the meeting, that custard cookie the 3rd was talking about. Chilli pepper cookie takes out a device from one of her pockets. And leans in closer, putting the device right next to the window.

“Mmmm if I could just, TEAR OFF THE HEAD OF THOSE D$&@/ BEAST!! Then maybe my beloved wouldn’t have run off.” crowned cupcake cookie said as her grip tightened around her staff. Salsa cookies put her hand on her shoulder.

“As much as I want to crumble them. We still don’t know about their actions in Y/N cookie’s disappearance” Salsa said,

“That is true.” Dumpling cookie replied.

“We can’t just rush to a conclusion. We all like Y/N cookie, but we need to keep a steady head. For the kingdom and them”

There was a moment of silence. Until better candy cookies step up.

“We don’t know the extent of Y/N cookie’s condition. Especially since we don’t know all the facts of the beast marks. All that we do know is that those marks did cause hallucinations and temporary increases in power. So we can’t put the blame on them?”

“Yes”  Crown cupcake replied. 

That caused Dumpling, Salsa and Bitter Candy cookie to let out a sigh.

“Also there have been recent sightings of monsters building structures on the outskirts of our kingdom. Which has been causing problems for traders. It's probably thanks to the cookies of darkness, for that little problem” Salsa replied.

“That’s why I sent cherry cream cookies over there. I should start hearing some reports from her soon” dumpling cookie interjected.

“Sooo why can’t I just run out and go find my darling? Do you want to STOP me?” Crown cupcake cookie said with a creepy smile.

“Tsk, as much as I hate to say this, your disappearance would alert the kingdom, and crispa to Y/N cookie’s disappearance. And we don’t have a lot of cookies on hand. With the aid we’ve been sending out to the other kingdoms. We can’t afford the risk.” Dumpling cookie said. Pulling up her glasses, causing the light reflection to scare her eyes.

“For our- YOU! are trying to take away my BELOVED FOR MEEE!!!!” Crown cupcake cookie’s wicked smile turned into a big frown. And then she lunged towards Dumpling cookie. Only being stopped by Salsa cookie.

“CUT IT OUT, NOOW!” She keeps her grip tight around Crown cupcakes cookie. Let her squirm within her grip for a few minutes. Until crown cupcake cookie gave up. Salsa letting her go when she’s done.

“We can send out a search party. After we deal with the enemy camps. And the meeting with the faerie Kingdom.” Dumpling cookie said.

Crown cupcake cookie was silent for only a few moments before saying.

“FFFINE! But if I catch you trying to stop me from getting to my beloved again.”

She pulls out a sword from out of nowhere.

“I won’t make your crumble a merciful one”

she didn’t put on a smile on her face and began humming to herself as she exited the room.

“Hmmm why did we invite her to this private meeting again?” Bitter Candy cookie ask?

“Sigh, because she would’ve found out anyways, but let’s get back on track. So what information can we get on that potion?“ dumpling cookie said. But Chilli pepper cookie stopped listening there.

She heard enough to get a good idea of what's happening. The beast cookies were causing Y/N cookie’s to have hallucinations!? Y/N cookie has seriously disappeared?! Did the beasts cause this or did someone else!? and she’s just that she would get some juicy drama.

Well she certainly had more than a few things to tell custard cookie the third.

She starts inching away from the window. Going across the castle's walls, until she finds a brush. She leaps from the wall falling into the bush. Then she swissly leaves and runs off into the night.

[hotpinkboots]

heyooo, how about uh—🍰🍰

snatcher x overly affectionate gender neutral reader who's love language is physical touch and they're pretty clingy tbh, cannot keep their stupid hands off the ghost's fluff lmao

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・୨ ✦ ୧・| Snatcher x Affectionate!GN!Reader

A/N: THIS IS SO CUTE AUGHHH 👏👏👏 Ty for the request :D

Warning(s): None!

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~He's a stupid idiot spaghetti noodle who thinks he hates affection. So much to where he brushes it off entirely. But the moment you leave, he's left wondering:

"What the peck was THAT?"

~It's no surprise that Snatcher hasn't felt happy about another person's touch in ages. The last person who attempted to touch him out of curiosity ended up with their head missing. Somewhere. The body's still walking around. No one knows how that works.

~...But he felt somewhat happy about your touch. You managed to get yourself a front row seat (his lap) to a book of HIS CHOICE ONLY (...your favorite book. He agreed to read your favorite book to you.), and in doing so, you also managed to bury your hands forearm-deep into his messy fluff when you were distracted during his reading session.

~His fluff is the type of soft where it feels like it's hardly even there and you have to keep petting to feel it. It's ghostly, smooth, somehow slightly rubbery at the same time if you're just petting the surface, and if you squint, you can even see your own hands through it (ghost logic).

~Snatcher stopped reading for a moment. Like a feral cat that had just felt soft human touch for the first time, he muttered something incoherent under his breath, before realizing what exactly was happening.

He snatched your hands away.

"HEY! HELLO! TOUCHING WITHOUT ASKING! THAT'S RUDE, AND- ALRIGHT, READING TIME IS OVER. SCRAM!"

Suddenly, you had been picked up by the back of your shirt and placed onto the ground. You went home as he had demanded, since you couldn't hang around in Subcon without him (that would be boring). Whoops.

~But then he started overthinking it. When was the last time someone touched him gently the way you did? He couldn't recall. Then he got angry at his own fuzzy feelings and ignored you for a bit.

~But not for long. Later, he approached you from behind and gave you a surprise noogie. Aggressively messing up your hair from behind.

"SEE? NOT SO FUN, NOW IS IT?!" He cackled.

You laughed.

Snatcher's hand dropped. You laughed harder at his disbelief. Then, you lifted your hands and approached him. He snorted.

"WHAT? YOU LOOK RIDICULOUS. PUT THOSE DOWN!" He protested as though he were a living human being approached with a knife. Over dramatic fool. How easy it would've been for Snatcher to shove you away, fly away, or straight up poof out of the area- but no. He stayed. Cornered up against a tree by his lover, who was half his size, or even smaller.

He complained all day, but didn't stop you from loving on him for hours.

~After that, Snatcher was much more open with affection. Sometimes he'd even initiate it! Not that he didn't still grumble about it. Something about "keeping up his fear factor".

~He melts inside when you touch him.

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~Love, HotPinkBoots

[darkmedolie]

enjoy <3

[thereaderinsertlady]

You enjoy sleeping with snatcher despite his little quirks, buuut you couldn’t quite sleep this time around. He handles this accordingly.

[sodacrisps]

Hi

I did half a thing and this lovely piece by dear @tiramegtoons pushed me to finish it up a bit more

No, right?

(also hi I’m back kinda/kinda not, I’m working on it)

[sparkyz-plug-writes]

heyooo!! can you do headcanons, like uhhhh, touch starved Snatcher x male reader

And fluff!!!!! romantic!!!!!! woahhh!!💥💥

HEY I GOT MOTIVATION SO LETS DO THIS, I HAVE A NEW WRITING STYLE SO ONE SNATCHER COMING RIGHT UP!!

☁️💖 Touch starved!Snatcher x male reader💖☁️

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Let's start of with how he became so... Touchy. It's been so long since Snatcher ever felt anything aside from hatred, malice, and pain.

How could he? He lived in the place that is a permanent reminder of his mistake marrying that wench of a woman that called herself a princess...

Snatcher only stays because he's forced to, for his own stubborn pride and the lost souls of his people. And because of this... He hates to admit it but he craves touch, a bond that goes beyond the "friendship" that damned Hat kid made him go through!

He's a ghost, a slithering soul who steals others to make himself feel better than the broken husk of a man he once was... And how he craves to use his hands to hold, not to hurt. As crazy as that sounds now leaving his mouth.

But after you came along... Everything changed for the better for him, you, and his little minions! I mean... He finally gets his wish doesn't he, and more when Snatcher thinks back on your guys relationship!

You mostly came around to his neck of the woods after Hat kid beat up his ghosty ass, so not only was Snatcher pouty, sulking, angry, and currently not taking anyone's soul for fear of getting beat once again. So that's why when you feel in his trap, he spared you quickly with a huff.

But you... You stayed. Mostly because you didn't think he was that threatening to begin with. Maybe it's because he was in a horrid state at the time, but he secretly appreciated it deep down, maybe Hat Kid got him soft, maybe it's his ache for touch, but he knows his minions wouldn't shut up when they caught him blushing after you left for the third time.

And when you started to get closer, closer. Close enough to touch him emotionally, mentally, and physically. He fell, HARD.

He was wrapped all around your finger, like the little snake-like ghost he is. Snatcher literally and figuratively. He was so desperate for your touch and attention that he forced himself to leave Subcon forest just to demand some form of physical contact from you. STAT!

Snatcher sucking it all up like a cat. A big, noodle-like cat, he's coiling and wrapping himself around you, holding you like delicate fine china. Something delicate to treasure, because to him, you are.

The worst he's done is actually try and get you to be in a contract with him, at least for the day. He's been touch starved for YEARS, Snatcher can get easily jealous, and also really clingy.

But you still love him the same, you still pamper, kiss, touch and hold him close like he's craved for years... Letting him hold you for hours, days, even years if you'd let him, Oh please... Just a little bit longer... A little bit longer to hold you.

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AHH FIRST REQUEST AFTER ALL THIS TIME AND IM SO PROUD, YAYYY :D

[paper-star-ships]

Anyway,

[nocuref0rme]

rip snatcher you would've loved oogie boogie from the nightmare before christmas anyways write a fanfic of him carving pumpkins with the reader plsplspls no specifications i wanna see him carve pumpkins

it’s still September how could you!!!!

Snatcher x Reader

At first, Snatcher thought the whole idea was stupid. When you showed him what a carved pumpkin is supposed to look like, he thought it was supposed to be mocking him. You had to reassure him that carving pumpkins wasn’t to make fun of his silly Jack-o’-lantern face.

“What do you mean, of course it’s- …really? THAT’S the whole point? Fine! If it’ll get you to quit asking!

He liked the idea of getting to stab things and make things look spooky, considering the fact that being scary is one of the main aspects of his forest. He didn’t want to admit that he was enjoying it, but you’d notice that his grin was a little wider when he was cutting out one of the eyes.

“What, no! Of course I’m not enjoying this, I’ve got more important things to do. I’m just getting this out of the way.”

When you were done, you put your pumpkins in front of his armchair, and he wasn’t bothered by it. Until they started to rot, then he probably told you to deal with it, because the only thing he could think of was throwing them at Vanessa’s house.

“Here, come get these before they get chucked at that old hag’s window. HAHAHA!”

[magicclownjuice]

SNATCHERRRRRR

[neteyamyawne]

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Please spread this around!!

[loving-apparitions]

The Prince (A Hat in Time) X Reader General Romantic Headcanons

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This romantic guy just loves to make you feel special. He's constantly getting you little gifts and sending sweet words your way.

He praises you a lot. His personal favorite is to send you letters. Even when he's just sending you little life updates, he takes the time to express his love and make the print and paper beautiful.

When he decides to write a proper love note, he makes sure to pick the finest envelope, seal, and ink possible. He shows off his prettiest writing. He draws little hearts all over. He presses a dry flower or a few and tucks those in the envelope, he uses the slightest bit of a scent to give it a lovely smell. And even with a few pages of loving poetic, he says he just can't write out everything he adores about you.

Flowers are a frequent gift. He learns flower language after he starts dating you just so he can send a little message of affection with the gifts. What he gives you will of course depend on the availability of flowers at any time, but he's careful to pick out an arrangement that says what he's feeling.

Although, if there are certain flowers you favor, he'll make sure to gift you those pretty often, regardless of their message.

He also just takes note of what you like, be it something you tell him or how you react to what you see. Whatever your perfect gifts are, he makes the effort to get for you. Cool rocks, homemade treats, or jewelry - he sets aside money, puts in time, whatever he needs to do to give you a special surprise.

You make him incredibly happy and he makes sure you know that.

He can easily be flustered by your attention. When you give him a gift? His heart flutters and he treasures it dearly. He keeps it somewhere special so he can think of you while he looks at it. Pay him compliments or tell your love of him? He suddenly can’t make eye contact, he’s so flustered! He’ll think about what you said for a few days. Or any physical affection? His heart hammers the whole time and he unknowingly leans into your touch.

Kisses are one of his favorite things. He just adores getting them from you, in any fashion. Never wonder if it’s okay to give him a kiss. He always craves kisses.

He absolutely will develop little nonverbal signals with you. Maybe it’s tapping your lips to say you want a kiss, or giving your head a Pat to say you want it rubbed. Maybe it’s three gentle hand squeezes for a silent “I love you,” or a wrist grasp to say “I need to leave.” Sometimes it’s just easier, for either of you, to give those little cues.

It doesn’t matter how long you’ve been together, he routinely tells or leaves you good morning/good night messages.

He likes to have physical reminders of your time together: gifts from you, messages from you that he saved, a craft you made together.

He can get absorbed in his work when he's reading, studying, or writing. He can totally miss things happening around him, so give him a huge if there's something that needs his attention. He doesn't mind and in fact enjoys if you share the space with him or lean against him. He does however like his sessions to be relatively quiet and without disruption.

He likes to give you little updates on what he's doing - something new he learned, a book he started reading or just finished. But he doesn't infodump. He doesn't elaborate more than letting you know the basic of what he's doing/how he feels about it unless you prompt him further.

On the other hand, he loves for you to talk about your interests and activities. He doesn't always ask questions to keep you talking, but he sure likes to listen (you look really cute when you're passionate especially).

[crescentblossom66]

Decaying Mind

TW: HORROR THEMES, SLIGHT YANDERE, GORE

You slowly opened the door to the front of the train, slightly agitated and a little disappointed at this whole workday. You wondered why the Conductor had given you such a pitiful role this time and wanted to confront him about it. You weren't used to it, as he usually liked to have you in a lead role, and it wasn't like you minded playing a side character, but...a mere extra, that was more than a little strange.

As per the usual around this time, you found him at the front of the train, humming a small song to himself, it wasn't one that you knew, but its melody was strangely...uncommon, pleasant sounding, but a tad off, you couldn't quite put your finger on it, but the closest you could describe it as was a dirge, some sort of weird death march, strange because the recording today went quite well. His ear-like feathers rose when he noticed you enter and he turned around slowly to face you. “Can I talk to you for a moment?” Your inquiry was met with a low chuckle.

“What's wrong, me sweet?” He gave a warm smile, you were glad to see it again after all the trouble that you two went through those past months. It had taken him quite some time to recover form his severe injuries and he still ached from time to time, but it had gotten significantly better the past few weeks.

You returned the soft smile and approached him slowly. “Is there a reason why you have me play a mere extra this movie? I found it a bit strange is all.” The smile on his face widened a little as he got up form his seat.

He walked a bit closer, his beautiful, yellow feathers giving off a gentle glow as the setting sun shone on them. You were once again reminded why you loved this owl so much. “I'm just givin' me best actress a break. Nothin' wrong with that, eh?” His gait was a bit...unsteady, it was hard to describe but it was as if his muscles didn't quite want to obey him, it was as if he was a little lethargic, but you attributed that to the long day of work. Maybe he was simply a bit sore.

You were caught off guard and blushed a little when he randomly grabbed you by the shoulders and gave you a soft kiss. It was a bit uncharacteristic for him, he wasn't one to show that kind of affection out of the blue like that, it was mostly you who initiated intimate actions. You appreciated the gesture nonetheless, taking it as a sign that he was finally starting to get comfortable with affection again. “Did something good happen?”

“I have ye now, what could be better?” He smiled and touched your face. You returned the affection and started to caress his cheek tenderly. You were a little shocked when your strokes caused quite a few of his feathers to drop to the ground, and you don't recall it being molting season. The yellow bird didn't even seem to notice, but his smile now turned unnaturally large. “Yes, I have ye, so no one else can have ye now.” His voice turned a lot deeper when it was before and his grip on you tightened.

“Uhm...it's starting to hurt, could you loosen your grip a little?” He simply shook his head, which caused more of his feathers to drop to the ground together with a few big chunks of skin which slowly peeled off his face. You stared in horror as he pulled you close and his suit started to get holes and tears, almost like it was being destroyed by moths. A putrid smell reached your nostrils a moment later, it was strangely sweet, but absolutely repulsive.

“I cannae let ye go, yer me lass, and I love ye more than anythin'.” The strangeness in his behavior was only trumped by the way his body felt, normally it was soft, but now, it felt thin and bony. You looked back to his face and to your horror, all his feathers had fallen out and the skin on the left side of his face was hanging down his face only supported by what little was left of it on his jaw. The muscles and tendons started to follow soon after, revealing pieces of the bone underneath. He moved a decaying wing up to your face to stroke it, the hairs on the back of your neck rose up at the coarse feeling as it made contact. His voice distorted more and more when he spoke again, you were so horrified and stunned that moving a muscle was a herculean task, let alone force your vocal cords to speak instead of making chocked noises. “Yer mine, I have had enough o' all the other birds leerin' at ye.”

He was gradually getting colder not only in his now rough strokes and his harsh grip, but his body seemed to lose heat. You made the mistake of looking down, hoping that the rest of him didn't look the same as his face, but you almost puked when you could see his heart...literally. The feathers and skin around his chest had fully decayed and behind it, now only protected by the bones of his rip cage, was his heart. It had stopped beating, yet he still seemed alive. “Let me go!”

You finally managed to break out of your stupor and tried to free yourself from his grip, especially now that he moved his face closer to you to kiss you, but he wouldn't let go, his grotesque smile only grew bigger as a black liquid slowly dripped from his mouth and accumulated in a small puddle on the ground. “I ain't lettin' ye go, you'll be with me for all eternity, and only with me!” He cackled, his unsupported jaw now swinging left and right slightly as he did. You wanted to throw up, but found that you couldn't, you couldn't even turn your head away when he gave you a kiss, which caused not happiness, but disgust and terror, you could smell the scent which you finally pinpointed as the smell of decay.

This was too much, you finally managed to scream in sheer terror at the decayed bird that you loved. “Y/n! Y/n! Ye willnae escape!” You closed your eyes, hyperventilating and trying desperately to not look at him. “Y/n! Y/n!” You shook your head to try and make his chanting stop...It stopped abruptly when the twisted and low chanting turned back into the panicked yet familiar voice of the owl you loved.

When you opened your eyes, you were sitting upright in bed, panting and sweating. It took a moment for your eyes to adjust, but you found that you were in your bedroom. You could feel a talon on your shoulder once again, but this time it was stroking your shoulder instead of holding it in a death grip. The Conductor gave you a concerned and near panicked expression when you turned to look at him. “Thank peck ye woke up, ye gave me quite a scare, lass.” He sighed in relief and stiffened when you hugged him after you realized that he was okay. You started to cry a bit after that traumatizing nightmare and buried your head into his shoulder. He wrapped his wings around you and pulled you close after realizing that you were scared, and that he was right in assuming that you had a nightmare. “It's okay, it was just a bad dream, luv. I'm here.”

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@yourlocalductor There you go. I hope you like it. I'm not the greatest at writing horror, although I do enjoy writing it. I didn't know if you wanted psychological or physical horror more, so I did both.